Sooner or later, just when Wei Anning thought she was dead, her figure flashed in front of her. Someone hugged her, and a dull hum came in her ear. It was very light, but it almost tore her heart.

"Leng Youchen!"

Wei Anning shouted and saw him fall on her, and the two men threw their sticks at her again.

Wei Anning's eyes were red and tingling. She still implicated him. She didn't have time to think about it. She lifted the stick and waved it out. The stick left her hand, flew out in the air and hit one of them. The man was shocked and stepped back.

Wei Anning stretches out her hand to pull Leng Youchen behind her. She is not sorry for her death. She must not implicate him.

However, her wrist was clasped by the man's warm and dry palm and protected behind him again. He met the enemy with bare hands and whispered, "Wei Anning, take the opportunity to escape and find someone to save me."

"No, I don't want to. I want to escape together and die together." Wei Anning shook his head desperately and tears rolled down.

This happened because of her. What the other party wanted was her life. She would never leave him, never leave him again.

Leng Youchen's eyebrows and eyes were slightly cold, and a touch of bright red blood on the corners of his mouth set him off as a monster and terror, "listen, don't be stubborn!"

"I don't want it!" Wei Anning is also stubborn. She won't let him go.

Those people can't understand Chinese. The man wearing a red flame helmet gives orders, "go, kill them, none of them can live."

This section of the road is very deserted. Occasionally, a car drove by. When it saw a group of fights, it didn't even dare to stop and roared away.

Those people rushed over again. Leng Youchen held Wei Anning's hand tightly and finally compromised. He was full of pride and said, "well, we should live together and die together."

Wei Anning felt solemn and stirring in her heart and trembled with excitement. Looking at the little gangsters rushing towards them, she didn't feel afraid anymore. A fierce battle was imminent.

Just then, Lu Feng noticed something was wrong and rushed to see the two people surrounded. He took out a silver silencing pistol from his trouser waist and shot at the group.

He shot cool and accurate, one shot at a time.

I saw the little gangsters swinging steel rods fall down one by one, and the steel rods fall to the ground with a violent sound.

Leng Youchen held Wei Anning's hand tightly. Feng's eyes were as wild as fire, and the outline was as fierce as black iron forged. He watched these people fall down and crawl at his feet coldly.

Holding the gun, Lu Feng hurried closer and saw the shocking blood on Leng Youchen's lips. He said guilt: "boss, I'm late. Please punish me."

Leng Youchen glanced at him faintly and walked slowly to the leader. He was shot in the thigh. At the moment, he fell to the ground and screamed in pain. He stepped on the man's wound with a cold and cruel look, "who sent you?"

The assassination came for Wei Anning. He couldn't be at ease until he found out the behind the scenes instigator.

The man was black with pain, but he still clenched his teeth and vowed to protect the Lord to the death. "I don't know. If someone gives money, we'll do it."

Leng Youchen's thin lips were slightly hooked, and he exerted himself again under his feet. Seeing that the man was shot, the blood gushed out. His expression remained unchanged, and his cold and arrogant voice sounded again. "Toast and don't eat and punish wine. Don't you say yes, I will have thousands of ways to let you speak."

The leader passed out in pain.

Leng Youchen narrowed his eyes slightly and was as handsome as the God of war. "It's really useless. Lu Feng, take this man back and interrogate him severely until he said the behind the scenes."

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